*Sniff, wipe, sob* Okay, sorry about that. I'm really broken up about this whole thing, ya'know? It's just killing me. Okay so where was I? How do you get it? Okay, well I know it hurt me most when I walked in and saw them kissing, and... Oh god Jenna! And then *sob* the next day she was like "Mike, I really think you're kinda boring. Jeff is so much more exciting. And plus he has a really nice car." And I was all, "But Babydoll, he lives in that car!" And then she said, "Well Mike, mabye you should try being homeless sometime, it really turns me on." GODDAMN HER! AND HIM TOO, AND HIS LITTLE CAR!

Oh God Jenna, WHY!??!?? Why won't you come back to me? I thought we were in love! We had it all figured out! I bought those pink tights so that I could be in the same ballet class as you! I even made a pillow with my face so you could keep me by your side during those nights you and Jeff went visiting your dead parents in Oklahoma! And Jeff, I thought we were friends! You were always so cool to me! And then you went and stole my woman! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!I'll kill you all.

It's not an easy task to heal your broken heart. I know it. I still feel the sting of this shattered love. Jenna, you're the only one I want! JENNA, COME BACK! I'm on my knees.
Last night I called her and all she said was "I'm busy, Mike, please stop bothering me, we broke up, it's over. Get over it." Get over it? GET OVER IT? Dammit, woman, now you've really pissed me off!
But you'll see. Yes, you'll see, when I cut your throat in your sleep you'll see. You'll look at me with your tainted little eyes begging for my love, and I will feast upon your soul. Yes, Jena, this isn't over. This isn't over.

Life after losing someone you love doesn't get much better. I know. I lost Jena. Twice. The only thing to do is to accept the loss. Don't live in denial. Just give it time, you know? But every time I look at Jenna's pictures, I can't help but feel anxiety.
At least she won't cheat on me anymore. Not anymore.